This is really surreal (1/1)

3rd January 20176:35 amDowntown Line Station HillviewIt's been a rather rough first day, t, say the least. yesterday's events almost got out of hand cause of English class. Thank god it was the last period of the day. Interesting to say the least, though, usually, the first week of the year are quite boring. But, with the exchange students around the school, this looks like it's going to be an interesting term."Train arriving. Please stand back.", that was the automated train conductor, it's the one thing anyone in Singapore would hear every time they take the tube.As I scurried about looking for a seat in the packed cabin, I saw what was my daily sight. Students of different schools and the working adults all squished together, looking down on their phones, and keeping to themselves. Plus, the seats of the cart are often full, especially if it was a Monday or Wednesday. Sleeping is the greatest benefit that taking public transportation gives. Realising how futile it was to find a seat in this can of sardines, I shuffled to the middle section of where the gate was and stood there holding the hand rail. There, I closed my eyes and tried to get a bit more shut-eye with the sound of Beatles "Hey Jude" blaring away.6:45 am"Take a sad song.... and make it bet-""Next station. Newton"I woke up at the sound of my stop. As I adjusted my slightly grouchy self. I saw that the cabin was not as squishy. The only drawback was that I had nothing to keep my body in check when I took a power nap. I saw the corner seat was empty and briskly moved to the corner and took a quick rest from standing in the middle of that morning crowd. The corner seat was always the best place in the whole MRT because it was like the reserved seat but you don't need to worry about people judging you if you are seated there. Plus, if you are seated there, the wall was a nice place to lean your head against.I quickly took out my phone to check the time. IT was t6:50 am. Upon learning that, I heard the automated conductor again."Newton. Newton."The moment the doors open, commuters stampeded out to the nearest escalator that led to the floor they intend to go to. I opted for the stairs cause everytime you want to take the escalator, it's just too crowded for anyone to take it. Plus, it's really cramped for anyone.As I climbed up the flight of stairs in a moderate pace, I saw a few of my juniors from LI looking down on their phones while going up on the escalator. One problem I always had whenever I go to school is this. In the past, there used to be just one two-way path that would lead you to either bus stop. Now, there are so many intersections in the station that it's confusing for me, a 16-year-old.Anyway, as I followed the crowd to the bus stop near the prudential building. I scrolled through my Instagram feed just for what's new with my social circle. I noticed that almost every photo posted by my classmates has Mina with it. In addition, her Instagram ID was tagged there as well. That made me asked myself this.... what in fuck was I doing yesterday. A, I don't have her number and B,  how did I miss her Instagram. Then it hit me.I arrived at the bus stop and the first thing that hit me is the queue for the bus to LI. It's nothing special but this time it was so long that the queue ends at the prudential building. I just sighed at the sight of it and just hurried over to the end of the queue, hoping that there's at least a familiar face along the line. And, to my luck there is. Hakim, Josh, Keith were all around the middle of the queue and at the end of the queue, I saw Timothy and Fredrick."Hey man.""Hey"I nodded in response and when I reached to the back of the line, Fredrick asked me this."You alright?""Yea...why?""About yesterday....""It's alright mate I'm fine.""Are you sure-""Can it.", Fred just nods at my firm remark and looked forward. I plugged my earphones back into my ears and looked for a song that could make me forget my embarrassment. That song was Prince's "Let's go crazy". I look at the time and it was 7:02 am.7:06 amThe bus arrives and standing at the buses front door was the bus driver, yelling at us, the students to hurry up before we are late cause there are reports of a traffic jam two blocks from the school. As we shuffled in our feet to the bus. I looked back to see how long has the line become. Sure enough, the queue extended to the hotel building next to prudential. However, one thing that immediately caught was who was behind me by 5 people. It was Mina, wearing the school uniform which for girls, is a white blouse with navy blue accents on the sleeves and collar and, a black skirt. She was clueless to her surroundings, just moving her feet when she saw the person in front of her move. She strangely looks like a penguin when she does that, though. On her head was a pair of white headphones. Beats were the brand. They looked like either the Solo or Studio model. but it's rather hard to tell when she's constantly blocked by the guy in front of her who' s like a foot taller than her. As I look back at the front, I saw I was nearing the entrance and decided to look up to see if my seat at the back is occupied yet. No one's in there, good.As I entered the bus, I quickly stomped up the stairs, ignoring the people that I might have accidentally woken up from their power nap. When I reached the top the front of the bus was full but the back was about a quarter full. Mostly at the side facing the opposite bus stop. I move over quickly to my regular spot and slouched over it with my bag placed on my lap. I increased the volume of my earphones to blur out the conversations going on around me, mostly just of complaints of the teachers and life in general. Just then, I felt my seat lift up slightly, only when people sit beside you suddenly. I sat up properly and lifted my head from my bag. I look over to my right and to my surprise, Mina waved at me and mouthed to me about something. I lowered my earphone volume and pulled off my right earplug."Hello!""Hey.""So....you ok?""Like I told Fred, I'm fine.""You sure?""Sure. By the way... nice headphones.", Mina just smiled at the remark and placed her headphones back to the original position.As I looked out to the window and stare at the flash of buildings going past us, I began to ask myself whether was this year going to be at least a decent year. These four years are never something to brag or reminisce about. It was four years of betrayal and bullying. Four years of isolations. Four years of low self-esteem. It's not something anyone would talk about. Especially the teachers, they really don't like to talk about my four-year history in the school. Particularly my Secondary Two teachers. Suddenly, I felt a poke on my shoulder."Hmm?""What's the first lesson after assembly?""PE.", Mina just nod and look forward all of a sudden with her face blushing all of a sudden, "What's with the red face?""Huh? Nothing....""Alright then.", this is going to be fun.8:30amLawrance Institution's Parade Square The first lesson was PE, the one lesson everyone unanimously looks forward to because it was a break from the classroom and academics. The first thing we had to do was to change and from the moment we arrived at the platform located at the 12 o'clock position of the parade square, the guys were filled with chatter. No surprise, it was about Mina and the exchange student in the next class we are doing PE with.Fredrick began to snicker to himself, "Hey guys! Gather around for a second.."The guys in the change room which were just composed of Timothy, Keith, Hakim, Fred and I gestured that we were all ears."Excited about the big reveal?""Well, we shall see about that.""What about you Eiffel?", Timothy, who has been rather quiet this whole time asked me in his usually flat tone."Oh, me? Eh...if it's big then good for us. If it's between that and 'meh'...that's fine too.""Wouldn't it be good to have a template for fantasies?", I laughed it off, mentally agreeing that it was true that trying to figure out Mina's Measurements since she did not share it wit me when I went to help her get the uniform yesterday."Maybe mate, but we shall see.""I'll drink to that.", Josh, who changes the fastest amongst us and always goes out to heck if our PE teacher, Mr Naz, has arrived, bashes in."Five Minutes guys, hurry up!""That's our cue."8:37 amMr Naz, dressed in a neon green t-shirt and blue Nike shorts, told us to do our usual routine which was to run five rounds around the field and then afterwards, do some light stretching. Mina was chosen as the leader of the stretching exercises.Usually, when Mr Naz tells us to do our five round's, he would not mind if we did a brisk walk or a slow jog for it. This time, he was harsher on us than usual. Calling anyone out if they are walking and watching us with hawkeyes at all corners. This was actually due to him receiving multiple complaints from students that his PE lessons were not very active as he was lax on the participation of the class. That, and also the fact that we were doing it with another class this time. To make matters worse, it was with Mr Johnson. Mr Johnson was the former discipline master for the school before Mr Nga came in and took over, He is notorious for his very stern gaze in the class and his draconian-like disciplinary actions. The main impact during his tenure as discipline master was that the school's cases of gangster-related activities dropped significantly and the typical troublemakers were kept at bay under his watch.However, one problem he brought up was the student body. I think it's pretty clear to never try and deter teenagers from doing something as anybody would know. Simply put, if you kept teenagers out of the loop, the more curious they become. It's a good thing if after learning about it, they avoid it, but if they attempt to test the boundaries, that's where the issue begins. Mr Johnson's PE lessons are nothing to laugh about, though. According to past students who were under him, he was so stern that the class would always have their heads lowered. The rumours were endless about him from the alleged micromanagement of a student's attire to the discrimination of the boys and girls, MrJohnson's reputation was bad, even amongst the teachers. Most of us in the class were already at our third round around the field ad usually by then, we began to feel the strength in our legs disappear. But not for the guys this time. Because of one girl.If you look at the all the boys at the front and the back, all are set with one objective, it is to impress Mina. Why? Well if you saw her in the PE attire you would be running 10 sets of 2.4km runs if she was the cheerleader. The PE shirt which was notorious amongst the girls for always being one size smaller than labelled on the back did the effect on everyone who wears it, her chest was heavily emphasised and the shirt was short, exposing her lower stomach. The shorts were typical girl's sports shorts. Yet, the guys were looking at her like prey. Not to mention that her hair was tied in a messy ponytail and her face beaded with sweat, she looked surprisingly sexy in it.In 4 Graham, the guys joked that the girls are prey and the former are predators because every time we do our warm-up run, the girls are always ahead of us by 2 minutes. Hence, we always quipped that we each have a girl to chased except me. This time, the pack of wolves are looking at the elk."Ok boys! We got one job!", Keith who is rather loud today, "There's only one prey for us left.""Oi, then all those attached?""Fuck them!", That caused the guys to burst into hysteria."Last round!""Fuck!", all of a sudden, the guys were in a panic, "Ok, first one to reach Mina is her partner for the rest of the PE lesson."That last sentence was enough to cause every guy to head forward without much thought in mind. The ground began to shake as the guys stampeded to the front, trampling on the recently trimmed grass and making the girls shift to the side. I, unfortunately, got caught in the melee and charged ahead with them, uncertain of the result.Everyone was going at full speed, not caring about reaching Mina but the finish line already. I began to slow down as a stitch began to cause discomfort at my stomach. Actually, it was a blessing that I slowed down because next thing I know, John, who was leading everyone, froze at his spot cause of his leg feeling the muscle fatigue from the high-speed sprint. Everyone who did not stop, which was everyone, hit John and collapsed on each other. It looked like a scene from an American Football match. Literally, it was stack after stack. Well, so much for that wager. As I jogged quickly over to the entrance of the field, Mr Naz signalled for me to come over."Hey dude, what happened there?""Oh we had a wager on who can reach the new kid in town and that happened.""Hungry bastards....", Mr Naz chuckled at the immaturity of that wager, "So anyway, get them over to the parade square and do some stretching, I'll be back in awhile.I nod at him. I turned to the field and only Hakim managed to get up in that pile of corpses."Hey Hakim!""Get them to the parade square?", I was shocked at how quick he catch on, "Alright, get up fags! it's time for your daily yoga!"8:50 amEveryone was gathered in the middle of the parade square. The girls were just drenched in sweat whereas the guys, were laced with stains of mud mixed with sweat and grass stuck on there legs and the back of their shirt. Looking at one another, the guys began laughing."Congrats, Eiffel! You're the winner of the bet!", Fred, who was covered in sweat from head to toe and his shoes were in a brownish-white colour from falling quite deep into the mud."Hey congrats!", the guys began to clap of a sudden and then all of a sudden, pushed me to the front of where Mina is facing.Next thing I know, I'm standing in between Evelyn and Timothy, facing Mina who is our leader for our warm-up stretches."Ok, Mina what are we going to do first?", Janice asked her with a hint of scepticism."Ummmm..... toe touches first.", oh boy, this is going to be bad. Next thing I know, I hear the wooing of the guys at me cause of the show I am going to get."Ok let's go! One, two, three four....", As we bend down to touch our toes, the loud chant of the set counting and everyone looking down, I had to resist the urge looking up for a free show."Two, two, three, four.....", still resisting."Three, two, three, four......", screw it, I had to look. luckily, everyone was still looking down so I had a window.Looking into's Mina's shirt can only be described as one thing. Meh. It wasn't really anything for us to ride home about really. It just looked like a pair of average 16-year-old girl's breast. I just sighed. Honestly, part of me was expecting a bit more and flair of some sorts. But eh, tits are tits. I glanced around quickly and everyone was looking down still. Great, nobody caught me. None will be the wiser."Last, two, three four! Okay everyone, get up!", we all rose up from our bent position, the guys and girls who were inflexible were moaning and groaning from the back pain in that exercise."Okay let's do push-ups!", okay, now this is not good. How is not looking possible for this, especially if the shirt would hang lower? One other caveat that everyone seems to have forgotten to tell her is that the shirt's v-cut is a bit lower than usual. Not down to the cleavage obviously but low enough that if hanging, is a spotlight."Kay! Go down people!", we all got down to push-up position, waiting for our signal to go down."Hey guy!", Mr Naz interjected into our warm-up, After your push-ups, go to the entrance of the field and wait for me there. If you need to drink water, go take your bottles and come back."We just kept quiet as it was exhausting to stay in push-up position.The girls were faced away from the guys, including Mina, who is beside me although facing backwards. She mumbles something."You said something?""Later..""Later?""I have something to ask you.""All right.."9:00amWe were all gathered at the rounded plaza which was next to the field. Mr Naz was instructing us on our next activity. He was talking about how to play softball and the rules and such. In the midst of his explanation, I decided to ask Mina about that one thing "Psst..""About just now?""What else?""Were you.... looking down there?", my face began to blush at the thought of it. Hey, I'm a guy, right?"Well....""Was it.....nice?", ok, that's not the reaction that I expected."Excuse me?", I had to check my ears."You know. When we were doing warm-ups.... I know you had a sight to look at.....", okay, now we are going somewhere."Oh.... I'm sorry what?", Time to make it fun."Don't lie to me.", She pouted in a pseudo-angry manner at my obvious teasing of her, "So how was it?""Meh.""MEH?""Honestly Mina, It was nothing much to look at.", She began to playfully hit my arm at the remark, "Hey, I'm being truthful here!.""I should stuff something there...""Don't.... the wandering eyes will be attracted to it. Plus your face is more than enough for us to stare endlessly into.", Mina looked away, obviously smiling at that."Do you like me?""Depends on how you see it.""Ok, everyone, let's go into the field.", well, guess we missed the briefing after all, "Fredrick, John, you guys are team captains!"9:15amWe were out on the field playing softball. It was 12 versus 12 of equal numbers of boys and girls. Mina and I were in Fred's team. Actually, the people in John's team were dreading being in the team because of how aggressive John is. Not mention his right-hand man, Jordan, is in his team. I was grateful to be in Fred's team because of the fact that at least if one of us fucks up, he won't rage quit at us."Eiffel how do you play this game?", Mina asked me with a face that is utterly blank because she did know what on earth was going on. Luckily, we have played softball many times for our class game so I was quite familiar with the game."Right, so there are two teams, batters and catchers...", Mina looked at me nodding at every word I said, "Batters have to hit the ball and run to the next checkpoint and catchers have to tag the batter before he reaches either of the four boxes around with the ball in hand.""So what role are we playing?""Batters.""Will it be hard?""Nah, just hit tap the ball with the bat, drop it and, run."Mina's lips made an "o" shape, signal for comprehending the game rules."Ok, Fred! Who's your first batter?""Mina!", shit, this is not going to be good."Ok!, John?", John smirked, this is not going to be good."Jordan!",  all of us groaned and jeered at him when he said that name."Hey faggit, go easy on her man!""Do not throw the balls of steel!", Jordan collapsed on that comment, laughing his arse off."Don't worry, I'll throw a fast one!""That's even worse you arse!", everyone yelled at him."Ok, ok, I'll go easy on her.""you better....""Mina go over to the post.", Mina cutely pranced over to the post. Upon reaching the post, Mr Naz signalled her to come closer and whisper something into her ear, probably to just tap the ball and run. After he nodded, Mina just nods back in return and got into batting position.This should be fun. Mr Naz placed the whistle in his mouth."Ready.....Start!", the whistle blows and Jordan looks at Mina with eyes of fire.Jordan's right arm muscle began to show as he leant back for more force. He stops in his tracks for a second. Mina flinched at the movement. Jordan puts his left leg down and throws the ball at her, full speed. The ball could be seen fighting against the wind and pushing forward immensely.Mina was petrified at the speed and out of pure reflex, swing the bat with full strength as well. The ball came into full contact with the bat, flying back to the direction it came from. The next course of events was a flash.Jordan yelped in pain and, fell on the ground. Grabbing onto his genitals and looking like he had a colonoscopy without general anaesthetic. The ball was nowhere to be found, Mina running to the first base, and all of us collapsed into a state of euphoria. Jordan got up, lifting his right hand that was grabbing his crotch and like something from a Monty python sketch, the ball pops out from the centre of his shorts. That was the punch line. We all just burst into laughter from that scene and Mina who was at first base, looked around, wondering what was going on. She looked to Janice, who pointed to Jordan who was still in a state of agony. Two seconds later, she burst out laughing and slipping off the base. Landing butt first on the muddy field, she continued laughing with the rest of us."Hey, you alright man....hahahahh!", Fred funny bone seems to have dislocated or something cause he sounded like a hyena."WHAT DO YOU THINK?!""Okay never mind....Jordan go to the bench...hahahah", Mr Naz, whose face is extremely red from all the laughing, went over to Jordan to give him a hand."Auhhhhh...you fuckers....""Okay Eiffel you're next.""Why me?", I muttered in the midst of my laughter, I am not very good in sports and asking me to go after Mina's hilarious yet impressive attempt."Ok, Eiffel.....hehehe""Teach, if you are going to need a time-out, just take one. I'll wing it from here on out.""Ok...", Mr Naz went over to Jordan to check that he was doing alright but in reality, it was to laugh at Jordan balls being smashed hard by a petite, sweet-looking girl."Alright....hey, who's taking over Jordan's sorry arse?""I will!", shit, it was Jason."Eiffel", I looked to the direction of the voice, it was Hakim who mouthed to me if I will be okay with Jason as the catcher.I nodded in return, it isn't nice to make a scene about this issue. Plus, I would be put in this scenario eventually anyway."You ready?""Just throw the damn ball...""Here comes, watch it!", Jason threw the ball with all of his might, definitely stronger and faster than Jordan's round at Mina, The ball actually went overhead, I had to keep my eye on his hand and where the ball was going. It was confusing, to say the least.As I kept my eye on the ball, I saw it coming. Oddly, it was heading for my head. Shit, this ain't good.I swing the bat a full 270 degrees around my head, hoping to hit the ball. I heard a hard 'thud' and then a 'bang' sound when you hit someone.I dropped the bat and ran to the first base with all the strength in my legs. Mina was just standing, in her own world looking off to the distance. Behind me was John on my tail and Keith picking up the ball and tossing it over to Janice. Okay, now I really need to call her."Mina!""Mina?!""Mina!!"Mina turned to me, I was three feet from her and she just realised the situation at hand. She ran as fast as she could and barely dodged my foot. Unfortunately, the floor was slippery from the mud and she slipped backwards. "Shit!", I dived as quickly as I could to reach her and I grabbed her, although at a spot I probably shouldn't have but my hands wondered there somehow."Eiffel you sick arsehole!""Whoopsie daisy....", I looked down and my hands were on Mina's breast. Great, this was uncalled for. What I said next was even more stupid."Hey, just stay calm and run to the base.""How are you going to do that?""THIS!", I moved my hands to her back and lift her up. I pushed her and shooed her to the next base.John stopped in my face, his right arm holding onto my left shoulder."Dude....""Dude...", John lifted his head up after he caught his breath, he leans in to ask."How did it felt?", I squat down and started laughing from the comment as I remember what I just did."Uhmmm......do you really want to know?", John gave me a look of bewilderment."Are you joking? All the guys are itching to know the feeling!""Just ask the attached guys how it felt to touch their girl's tits.", John chuckled and then smirked at the comment.I looked at Mina, who was looking at me with a rather sly look at her face with an even more sly smile. She was slightly blushing but yet....the undertone of her face seems to be seething with anger. God, the next period, math, is going to be really awkward.